Charlie's POV
As soon as I opened the door that day when I got home from work I knew something was up, the house was to quiet for there not to be. I didn't hear Adam talking to Jesse and Guy like I was certain I would, especially since I figured he'd want to go try on tuxes for the wedding, The fact that there was no voices meant if anyone was home it was just Banksie, and since I'd seen his car parked out by the sidewalk in front of the house I knew he was there somewhere.
No sooner had I stepped inside and shut the door however, I heard Banks' voice.
"Charlie is that you?"
I smirked, well he hadn't overdosed on pain killers and died while I was gone, that was a good thing.
"Yeah it's me babe, are you okay?"
"I'm fine Hun. Could you come in here for a minute though?"
"Yup, one second, I'll be right in." I walked over to the refrigerator and popped the lid off the milk bottle, placing it to my lips I began to chug the contents.
"We have glasses you know." He called out from the living room in a sing songy nag.
I am positive that he's psychic or something. Or maybe he just knows me better then he should. Then there's the third option, that he's got hidden cameras all over the house and is watching me at my most private moments. That idea nonetheless is rather far fetched.
After taking one last gulp of the milk I returned to the fridge and hung my house keys on the hook by the door. Then I started toward the living room, pulling my jacket off in the process. I found Adam sitting on the floor behind of the coffee table with a pen and paper in front of him and something shiny in his hand.
"Did you put the cap back on?" He smiled at me with his hypnotically blue eyes.
I nodded and dropped to the floor beside him.
"What are you doin' my love?"
"I was working on my wedding vows, I thought I would be nice if we wrote are own."
"Already, it's only November."
"I was bored, you left me all alone and I had no one to talk to, since Jesse and Guy are working and the Bash Brother's had classes today the University." He pouted.
I shook my head.
"You are a really big baby you know that?"
"But you love me."
"Only cuz I have too."
"Nobody said you had to, you just do. You're hot for my body, I know it."
"Whatever, you're the one that tried to end it all over me. I'm merely infatuated, you're obsessed."
"Rub it in." Banksie rolled his eyes.
I sighed.
"So are you going to show me what you wrote?"
"Nope, it's a surprise." He shook his head.
"Then why'd you call me in here?"
Banks bit his lip and held out his hand, his palm had marks in it from clenching what he'd been holding. What was the object? A silver ID bracelet I hadn't seen in almost a year.
"I did some digging in one of the boxes in the hall closet, I figured you might want it back."
I had bought him one when he was in the hospital after he slit his wrist. It really served two purposes, one was to basically have him tagged as mine (yes I'm possessive), two was to partially hide his scar. A few weeks later he presented me with one, it was the best gift I ever received. Of course the one he gave me was more expensive then the one I bought him, but he didn't seem to care. One of the most hurtful things that ever happened to me was the day Adam left the dorms and took my bracelet with him. For a long time I'd subconsciously go to twist it or play with it and have it not be on my wrist. I felt naked without it.
"Thanks baby, I really missed having this." I took the jewelry from him and snuggled closer. "I think yours is in a tote under the bed, I'll get it for you when the swelling on your wrist goes down."
My nose was still cold from the November weather and no matter how high we had the heat on, I just couldn't seem to get warm. That was without a little cuddling and kissing that is. But Banks' touch just sparked a fire in me, it wouldn't matter if I were chilled to the bone. Even if I was standing stark naked in the middle of Antarctica, feeling his skin on mine would melt away all the ice. So I tried sending him telepathic messages that, that would be a good time for a patented Charlie Adam lip lock.
"So are you going to give me those two kisses you promised in your note this morning?" He pushed the coffee table forward and got up to straddle my legs. I told you he could read my mind, in fact he still can. We were lost in sweet kisses, when we interrupted.
"Aww, how cute." A familiar voice called from the entryway to the living room. It was Guy.
"Damn Cake-Eater, what are you doin' eatin' Spaz-Ways' face?" And Jesse too, great.
Adam's cheeks turned bright pink as he rolled off me and I shook my head. What a way to kill the moment. I was going to have to kill them, I really didn't want to since we were friends but I was going to have to.
I wiped the remnants of Banks' slobber off my mouth and narrowed my eyes at our best-men.
"Don't you guys knock?"
"No, can't say we do. Now get your vanilla booties in gear, cuz we got suits to get fitted for." Jesse replied
"Oh right, I called to Fulton and Portman before I came over here, they're gonna meet us at Mr. Tux." Guy added.
I didn't remember agreeing that the Bash Brother's should be in the wedding, not that I had a problem with it. I just didn't think Adam talked to me about it. But I wanted the wedding to be the one of his dreams, if he wanted Fulton and Portman to be a part of it, it was all right with me. As we piled into Jesse's Toyota everything was all right with me, I was with my best friend and boyfriend, that's all that really mattered.
As soon as I opened the door that day when I got home from work I knew something was up, the house was to quiet for there not to be. I didn't hear Adam talking to Jesse and Guy like I was certain I would, especially since I figured he'd want to go try on tuxes for the wedding, The fact that there was no voices meant if anyone was home it was just Banksie, and since I'd seen his car parked out by the sidewalk in front of the house I knew he was there somewhere.
No sooner had I stepped inside and shut the door however, I heard Banks' voice.
"Charlie is that you?"
I smirked, well he hadn't overdosed on pain killers and died while I was gone, that was a good thing.
"Yeah it's me babe, are you okay?"
"I'm fine Hun. Could you come in here for a minute though?"
"Yup, one second, I'll be right in." I walked over to the refrigerator and popped the lid off the milk bottle, placing it to my lips I began to chug the contents.
"We have glasses you know." He called out from the living room in a sing songy nag.
I am positive that he's psychic or something. Or maybe he just knows me better then he should. Then there's the third option, that he's got hidden cameras all over the house and is watching me at my most private moments. That idea nonetheless is rather far fetched.
After taking one last gulp of the milk I returned to the fridge and hung my house keys on the hook by the door. Then I started toward the living room, pulling my jacket off in the process. I found Adam sitting on the floor behind of the coffee table with a pen and paper in front of him and something shiny in his hand.
"Did you put the cap back on?" He smiled at me with his hypnotically blue eyes.
I nodded and dropped to the floor beside him.
"What are you doin' my love?"
"I was working on my wedding vows, I thought I would be nice if we wrote are own."
"Already, it's only November."
"I was bored, you left me all alone and I had no one to talk to, since Jesse and Guy are working and the Bash Brother's had classes today the University." He pouted.
I shook my head.
"You are a really big baby you know that?"
"But you love me."
"Only cuz I have too."
"Nobody said you had to, you just do. You're hot for my body, I know it."
"Whatever, you're the one that tried to end it all over me. I'm merely infatuated, you're obsessed."
"Rub it in." Banksie rolled his eyes.
I sighed.
"So are you going to show me what you wrote?"
"Nope, it's a surprise." He shook his head.
"Then why'd you call me in here?"
Banks bit his lip and held out his hand, his palm had marks in it from clenching what he'd been holding. What was the object? A silver ID bracelet I hadn't seen in almost a year.
"I did some digging in one of the boxes in the hall closet, I figured you might want it back."
I had bought him one when he was in the hospital after he slit his wrist. It really served two purposes, one was to basically have him tagged as mine (yes I'm possessive), two was to partially hide his scar. A few weeks later he presented me with one, it was the best gift I ever received. Of course the one he gave me was more expensive then the one I bought him, but he didn't seem to care. One of the most hurtful things that ever happened to me was the day Adam left the dorms and took my bracelet with him. For a long time I'd subconsciously go to twist it or play with it and have it not be on my wrist. I felt naked without it.
"Thanks baby, I really missed having this." I took the jewelry from him and snuggled closer. "I think yours is in a tote under the bed, I'll get it for you when the swelling on your wrist goes down."
My nose was still cold from the November weather and no matter how high we had the heat on, I just couldn't seem to get warm. That was without a little cuddling and kissing that is. But Banks' touch just sparked a fire in me, it wouldn't matter if I were chilled to the bone. Even if I was standing stark naked in the middle of Antarctica, feeling his skin on mine would melt away all the ice. So I tried sending him telepathic messages that, that would be a good time for a patented Charlie Adam lip lock.
"So are you going to give me those two kisses you promised in your note this morning?" He pushed the coffee table forward and got up to straddle my legs. I told you he could read my mind, in fact he still can. We were lost in sweet kisses, when we interrupted.
"Aww, how cute." A familiar voice called from the entryway to the living room. It was Guy.
"Damn Cake-Eater, what are you doin' eatin' Spaz-Ways' face?" And Jesse too, great.
Adam's cheeks turned bright pink as he rolled off me and I shook my head. What a way to kill the moment. I was going to have to kill them, I really didn't want to since we were friends but I was going to have to.
I wiped the remnants of Banks' slobber off my mouth and narrowed my eyes at our best-men.
"Don't you guys knock?"
"No, can't say we do. Now get your vanilla booties in gear, cuz we got suits to get fitted for." Jesse replied
"Oh right, I called to Fulton and Portman before I came over here, they're gonna meet us at Mr. Tux." Guy added.
I didn't remember agreeing that the Bash Brother's should be in the wedding, not that I had a problem with it. I just didn't think Adam talked to me about it. But I wanted the wedding to be the one of his dreams, if he wanted Fulton and Portman to be a part of it, it was all right with me. As we piled into Jesse's Toyota everything was all right with me, I was with my best friend and boyfriend, that's all that really mattered.